Green trees. Green grass. Green weeds. Green eyes. Green. Green. Green. Green.
I hate green.
We were walking on a country side, green trees standing on rows beside the cracked road. Green hills and green pastures spread like a giant green carpet before us.
Ethan turned towards me. Green eyes.
Fuck! I hate green. Green for recycle, green for earth, green for green apples, green for mucus. Green. Green. Green.
I hate green.
"You okay Williams?" Ethan asked. "You look green."
Even my face was turning green!
I swallowed my nausea and forced my face to turn back to its normal pallor. Unfortunately, my mood became as sour as the bile in my throat that I held back. "Piss off, Blake."
But Ethan being Ethan, my rude reply didn't seem to deflate him.
"You know what's my favorite mythical creature?" He formed his hand into a finger gun and took a shot at me. "The angelic Hazel."
Bree and Dana were walking beside him, their eyes full of adoration and awe. If they could be any more whipped, they'd be ice cream.
Xavier was at my side, nodding to the beat of the music from my headphones and iPad he borrowed earlier. Az was on my other side, his tail wagging as he walked.
It was around eight o'clock in the morning, but the sun was already high in the sky. Birds in V formation flew by, and I watched as another passed.
"You know Ethan," I said, trying to tamper down my foul mood, "Sometimes I need what only you can provide. Know what that is?"
"What?" Despite of himself, he looked curious.
"Your absence."
He stagged sideways and clutched his heart, looking pained. Then he abrupty began to fall, barely yelling out "Trust!" as Bree and Dana scrambled forward to catch him.
I rolled my eyes and gave him the middle finger salute.
One hour later, Simon halted us as he surveyed from afar a car that had been diagonally parked on the road. By far, it was the cleanest car I had ever seen. There were no flies surrounding it and it didn't look too blood-splattered.
Sally walked towards Simon. "Think it runs?" she asked quietly.
"Only one way to find out," he replied.
Simon took out his old trusty Winchester Model 73 pistol and slowly walked toward the car, Ethan and Xavier, who gave me back my iPad, flanking him. They let us girls stay behind just in case of danger. Ethan blew me a kiss before swaggering towards the car, and I had to duck sideways to dodge it.
Arrogant bastard.
When they were far enough, I stealthily palmed one of my K-bar knives from my combat boots, luxuriating in the familiar feel of wrapping my fingers around its hilt. I miss the axe, though.
Az looked agitated, probably as restless as me for not joining in the scout. Az wasn't a girl though, so I sent him towards them, knowing they'll need more of Az's skill in scenting danger than I do for the moment. He happily trotted off, and we girls watched as they circled the car, deciding whether to risk checking its interior.
As they hesitated, I felt the hair on my neck stand up. I turned around just in time to see one of the three zombies lunge at Sally.
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